AGENTS!

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I done seen agents drive with the chrome .45 but you think I'm crazy
I done heard God talk why do you want my life? Cause you ain't contained yet
I done seen close blood lie cause prescriptions I seen the bullshit daily
I done heard angels cry when I sleep at night but you ain't take me
Rapping ain't shit but a check to a basic bitch this rap game just a rappers pimp
Cold shit gets real when the needle hit I'm fiending this, shit ain't easy man
I'll plead the fifth when they come after us
They scared as f*ck cause there's no stopping what the plan inducts
These verses warning bucks to anyone that heard that thunder bruh, uh
I done seen agents drive with the chrome .45 but you think I'm crazy
I done heard God talk why do you want my life? Cause you ain't contained yet
I done seen close blood lie cause prescriptions I seen the bullshit daily
I done heard angels cry when I sleep at night but you ain't take me
Planned attempts to tempt my mind
Dolla signs look good but they demonized, the reason why
The youth is the main attraction
Puppets rapping
Kids only worship rappers
Moving backwards
Put my soul in rapping
Phones be tapped and all these hoe reactions
Toes be tagging, this the shit that happens
Spirits laughing cause your sin attract them, damn
I done seen agents drive with the chrome .45 but you think I'm crazy
I done heard God talk why do you want my life? Cause you ain't contained yet
I done seen close blood lie cause prescriptions I seen the bullshit daily
I done heard angels cry when I sleep at night but you ain't take me
This life a bitch with a name on her chain
Insane when there ain't Rx to the brain, uh
And what I say brings more to the pain
God's sword to retain, ain't more to explain, uh
I heard girl put the dirt on my name
Bro I live through the pain but a hoe stay the same, uh
I ain't shit but a verse what you say can't hurt through the rain
Found gold for the dream, uh
Leviticus, spittin' this shit for the kids
33, blood palms, cause there's sin where you live
Been in the crib
Practice dreams til shit happens
Things to hold fractions of my mind fragments
Preach what I practice
Ain't fugazi words hurt, yearn for the change
Blunt words to obtain, damn
Nations this hatred complacent with my voice statements while I keep saying
Nobody can't mute me, but I never said nobody can't shoot me

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